Christmas Morn a Poem, Two Thousand and Two
Christmas Morn A Poem, Two Thousand And Two
Short are the hours until Christmas morn lands
joy joins children in its caroling bands.
Casting brighter rays, snow canvas with shine
one day that we should think not, what is mine.
Happiness flows, we see sweet faces glow
this cheerful day, we oft pray hours pass slow!
As laughter rings, and wrapping paper sings
with kids gleaming smiles and season's good things.
Echoes are cast from wrapping papers torn
all should know, this day our Savior was born.
That man should have more than just life on earth
souls are born from our God and all have worth!
On this Christmas day let us all rejoice!
Pray for love, peace and all, in one true voice!
Robert J. Lindley,
Dec 24th 10 pm, 2002, (Simple Rhyme)
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